Chapter 9

The morning sunlight was filtering through the bedroom windows when Dayna finally opened her eyes. She hadn't slept this well in weeks. Never in her life had anyone made her feel as content and safe as Daryl did. It was rare for them to sleep without his arms wrapped lovingly around her and that's how they were right now. She could hear his soft breathing by her ear while his arm held her tight against him.

Once again they were back together and she was determined not to let anything come between them this time. She knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that his man was her soul mate. If the apocalypse hadn't happened, she knew that they would most likely have never found each other. He was from Georgia and she was from Virginia. He was a country redneck, which he fully admitted and she was definitely not. Before the world changed, Dayna was living comfortably in suburban Virginia, not far outside of Washington DC. They had lived in two different worlds and she knew that if they had ever met, she most likely would never have given him a second thought. Sure, he was good looking, but he wasn't the type of guy she ever would have gone for. Not back then.

And not giving him a chance would have been her loss. Dayna owed the stupid crazy world that now existed for bringing her and Daryl together. At least something good…something really good came from the chaos surround them.

Dayna realized that she must have fallen asleep in that short time that Daryl was in the bathroom. Yesterday had been an exhausting day. There was the non-stop stress from still being broken up with him, then that increased when she knew she would see him at dinner not knowing how he would react to her being there. The surprise reconciliation threw her completely. Finally, the emergency with Judith and the late hours that entailed all combined to a very tired Dayna. The second her head hit the pillow, she fell asleep much to Daryl's chagrin.

But now it was morning.

As comfortable in his warm embrace as Dayna was, she needed to go to the bathroom. It took her a little bit to wriggle out from him as she tried her best not to wake him up. She softly walked from the bed to the bathroom but stopped for a second. Daryl's clothes were neatly folded on top of his boots. That was a first.

She continued to head into the bathroom. One look at the toilet seat and her hand automatically went to her mouth as a huge smile appeared. It was down. It was never down and that he had made a point of doing that, as small as that was, made Dayna deliriously happy. He was trying and that's all she wanted…was for him to try.

Dayna was wide awake now and was definitely feeling that Daryl deserved a big thank you. After using the bathroom and washing her face, she padded back to the bed noticing that he had rolled on his back now. This was going to make it so much easier for her. She smiled when she saw how ready he was even though he was sleeping.

He always sported a hard on each morning and today was no different. Dayna had gone to bed naked as they rarely slept in anything and when she lifted the sheets she saw he was also. She felt really bad. He had to have been looking forward to them having sex last night, especially after what had happened out under the stars. Then she had to go and fall asleep on him, and he must have been disappointed and frankly so was she. After these last few weeks being without him, she was more than ready to feel his body join together with hers.

It always made her smile how crazy he was for her. The man went from never having sex in years, to them literally doing it all the time. She never said no to him...she never wanted to. She wanted him as badly as he wanted her.

Their dry spell was about to end.

Instead of lying down next to Daryl, she sat on the edge of the bed and gently lifted the covers back exposing him. He shifted a little in his sleep so Dayna waited until he settled down. She folded the sheet down onto his thighs and scooted next to him. She was ready to wake him up in his favorite way.

Carefully, she took his hard shaft into her hand lifting it up off his stomach just a little bit. Then she kissed the tip, before swirling her tongue around it. Dayna then wrapped her lips around the head slowly drawing him in deeper and deeper each time her mouth moved up and down his shaft. Her long fingers followed the path of her mouth. She was going up and down on his erect cock in a slow and gentle fashion waiting for him to wake up.

And that happened pretty damn quick.

Dayna he knew he had woken up when his hand started to caress her bare buttocks. She turned her head and looked up at Daryl not stopping her mouth from sucking on him. Her eyes met his and the hunger they felt for each other was clearly evident.

"Good morning," She murmured as her tongue licked up and down his length.

"It sure as hell is," he moaned as she took him fully in. "What a fuckin' way to wake up. Damn woman."

"I'm making up for falling asleep last night on you." Dayna felt horrible for doing that. She was very much looking forward to spending the night kissing him and loving him, it was too bad that her exhaustion won out.

Daryl raised his head and watched her for a minute. God, she gave him the best blowjobs he had ever had. He had missed her more than he had thought possible these last few weeks and there was no way he wanted to go through that again.

Now that he was awake, Dayna started being a bit more aggressive with him. She could hear his breathing become rougher and faster the more her mouth devoured him.

Daryl loved what she was doing to him and was trying to control his body the best he could to extend this for as long as possible. Any other morning, he would have no problem coming in her mouth, in fact, he would do that as often as he could, but not this morning. He hadn't been inside of her in weeks and there was no way that wasn't going to happen this morning. No fucking way.

His hand moved over Dayna's rounded butt. It was perfect, smooth, and facing him. He couldn't resist touching it. While he wasn't big on public displays of affection, when they were alone, he usually couldn't keep his hands off her. He had never been that way with anyone else, only her.

While he was caressing her, he felt her shift backward towards him slightly. The corner of his mouth lifted in half smile because he knew what she wanted. He was going to tease her first…her penalty for falling asleep last night on him.

His hand moved over her warm skin touching the curves that were facing him. Fingertips traced random patterns traveling over her lower back, hips, and buttocks, but purposely not going below. Each time they moved just a little bit closer and closer until he was almost touching her sex, but he never did. Daryl knew he had to be frustrating her and he was having fun with it.

Dayna looked back up at him briefly and flashed him an impatient look that had him chuckling. Then she took him deep into her throat that changed the chuckle to a deep groan. She did it twice more and it had him grasping the sheets in his fists. "God damn that felt so good," he thought to himself.

It was time to reward her.

Daryl released the sheet he had grabbed and this time when he ran his hand over her body, he dipped his fingers between her legs and ran them over her swollen lower lips. They were soaking wet. He rubbed her a few times before easily slipping one, then two fingers inside of her. Now it was Dayna's turn to moan her approval.

He moved his hand in and out of her several times, before pulling out to find her sensitive clit. The more he rubbed her there, the harder and faster she was going down on him. He wanted to make her come with his hand, but hold off himself.

"Slow down," he told her his voice deeper and raspier.

"Why?" Dayna got out in between strokes.

"You're comin' with my hand, but I ain't comin' in your mouth." Dayna cocked her head towards him, wordlessly asking why. "There's only one place I'm comin' and that's in your pussy. Been too damn long."

Dayna removed her mouth from his staff, but kept stroking him with her hand…long fluid strokes. "Then make me come," she purred. From the way her body was reacting to his hand, Dayna knew it wasn't going to take long for her orgasm to build. It was already causing tingles to flow throughout her, so she knew it was close. She loved she had the ability to have multiple climaxes, so coming now wouldn't stop her from doing so with Daryl. He had taken his sweet time getting his fingers inside her and she knew he had been teasing her on purpose. The little shit.

Daryl was coming at her from behind and he couldn't quite do exactly what he wanted. He nudged her inner thigh with his hand and she gladly spread her legs more to allow him better access. He rubbed and played with her nub until he felt her start to tense up. Dayna's hand never stopped, but she laid her head on his thigh as her orgasm hit her sending waves of sexual energy throughout her body.

Once her shudders stopped, Dayna wasted no time in turning her body around to face Daryl. She was about to climb on top of him, when she asked, "Condom?"

"Pants pocket," he told her with a smirk.

Dayna crawled off the bed wondering why he was carrying a condom if they weren't together. She found that a bit odd and disconcerting. "Why are you carrying condoms, Daryl?"

"I never stopped." He saw that she was looking at him with a confused look. "Listen, we weren't together and sure we weren't talking to each other, but that didn't mean I gave up hope. I was being a stupid jackass and I didn't know how to tell you. I kept them every day, hoping we'd somehow fix us. Okay?" he explained. He was praying that she didn't think he kept them cause he was fucking someone else. That would certainly kill the mood and be the furthest thing from the truth. He wanted her and only her.

The smile that came across Dayna's face let him know that she believed him. "Well thank God for that or you'd be running back to grab some from your room right now."

"Our room," he corrected her.

"Yes, sorry…our room." Dayna ripped open the foil packet as she climbed back onto the bed. "Now where were we? Oh, I think I had been doing this…" she said not finishing her thought because once again her mouth was wrapped around his hard shaft.

She kept working her way down his erect cock until it hit the back of her throat again. When that happened she also took his balls into her free hand and fondled them making Daryl moan deeply. "Good lord, woman. For fucks sake, get that thing on me…now," he demanded, his breath coming in pants.

Dayna released him from her mouth and quickly rolled the condom over his erection. She swung her leg over his hips to straddle him. Daryl reached up ran a hand over her face, once again wondering how the hell did he ever manage to get a woman like her. The smile she gave him turned his thoughts back to one thing, that he to be inside of her right now.

Quickly he pulled her to him for a deep passionate kiss. Then he pushed her down onto him and he easily slid right inside of her. "Oh my God," they both groaned.

Dayna quickly started moving her hips back and forth allowing Daryl to slide in and out of her. His intense gaze never looked away from her as she rode him faster and faster. He loved the look she got when they made love. She got the sultry sex kitten eyes and combined with her bouncing breasts and the feel of her tight wet walls was more than enough to send him over the edge.

Then almost before she realized what had happened, Dayna was on her back and Daryl was now on top. He liked being in control and he was once again. He gave her a satisfied grin, before slamming himself inside of her.

He put his hands on either side of her shoulders to support himself. Dayna lifted her legs so she could wrap them around him which also gave him better access to her. As he pounded himself into her time and time again with long deep strokes, he felt the tightness in his sac start and knew he was about to come.

Daryl leaned down and took Dayna's nipple in his mouth. He sucked on it briefly before taking it between his teeth and biting down gently at first then applying more and more pressure until Dayna was writhing under him. He felt her start to tremble under him just as he felt himself slide into his orgasm. "Oh…fuck…" was all he could say as he let himself go. Together, they let the powerful climax take them both.

When they finished, the only sound in the room was the gasping of the two of them trying to catch their breath. Daryl had collapsed on top of Dayna, their sweat soaked bodies now stuck together with his head resting on her shoulder.

Dayna let her legs fall back to the mattress and she blew Daryl's hair out of her face. He raised his head up and gave her one of those half smiles of his that she could feel all the down to her toes. He kissed her loudly on the lips before sliding off her onto his back. Dayna curled up against his side.

"Damn I missed that," he told her with a kiss to her head.

"You can say that again," she chuckled. "How soon…"

"Give me ten…maybe twenty and I'll get you screamin'," He told her with a wink. Daryl sat up and removed the condom. He swung his legs over the edge of the bed, but before he got up to dispose of it, he turned back to Dayna. "The time the rubber broke in the shower, everything is okay, right?"

She had never said anything to him so Daryl had sort of assumed that she gotten her well, you know…period and there was nothing to worry about. But it had been on his mind and he needed to know.

Dayna looked down at the bed, before meeting his Georgia blues. "Not sure."

"And that means?" What did she mean she wasn't sure? Why hadn't she told him that?

"My periods were never regular and since the world went to shit, the stress has them even more off. I haven't gotten mine yet, so I don't know."

"Hang on." Daryl walked into the bathroom to get rid of the condom. Dayna watched him walk away and took in everything about him that made him, well him. The messy hair, the tattoos on his back, the scars he could never forget all made him the man he was. His tight butt was a bonus and a giggle slipped out from Dayna during was turned into an intense conversation.

Daryl climbed back into bed and pulled her against him. "Now tell me what's going on. You pregnant?"